A reminder to the manlift riders to get off the belt before they hit their heads on the ceiling. This is the top level of the headhouse, where dust collectors would extract most of the grain bits from the air to reduce risk of explosion.
Looking across the ruin-strewn brownfield left from ACME’s operation and demolition.
A manhole cover sealing Clark House Creek below Superior Street.
The note on the left announces that the spindles in the crates are dirty.
Another perfect Indianan sunset alights like a bird on the tops of the vent houses and tree-packed smokestacks.
These stairs connected some small main-level offices with one of the main sewing rooms above. Because the roof on this building was strong, it was pretty well preserved–look at those colors. Through the open fire door on the left, though, you can see that the roof has given out.
Wind-battered catwalk lights between the shaft house and headframe/rockhouse building.
Typical bunk rooms in MS-20.
I never knew that all those elementary school balance bar exercises were for a very serious purpose: not falling to one’s death in the event they uncover lost Chicago history.
It seems someone planned on stealing the fridge, but gave up on the second floor.